There is a second part to this dream that escapes me.
I had a gift. It was given to me. Next,I was with a big gang, and we were at the museum. I was walking along with an indian dude who was telling me all about his religion and their beliefs. It was quite fascinating. We got to a door to go into an area but had to wait. I was stil at the very back of the line. I was thinking of going back to the car to get something and wondered if I had aenough time. But, the line started going into the room.
In side there were some exhibits. I decided that I hated the snakes exhibit and walked along another way to the left.